Trees burst into blossom and birds dance on the wingas happiness forgotten comeswith all these signs of spring. I ride out under billowed skieswelcome the sun, risingwhile April rains wash winter painsaway, at signs of spring. Forget-me-nots and daisies brighten all the hedgerow’s length:with all these signs of spring returnrenewed, my hope and strength. © 2023 experimentsinfiction.com.... Continue Reading →